On the twenty third of October
I realized I cannot be so proud
To be so particular
As I forgot, while on a trip,
At A's hostel, a pair of pants, a T-shirt, a towel and a slip.
A assured I quick
Though I had assumed to let go
That A would bring them back next week.
So did A.
And handed over to B.
And that's when a crucial piece of information
Was passed on by I.
Meet me soon, said I, to B
The clothes shouldn't remain packed
Quite unwashed.
B passed the information on to C,
And C said, let me see.
Days passed by
All were always ready to try
To handover.
I thought I should remain updated
About the whereabouts
So I enquired
And B said that the goods have reached D.
I kept reminding D
To meet I on the way
But it was not to be
Day after day.
Then once I called up
And D informed that
Only the pants are with D
And I hung up.
Then came a travel date
The only date
When I didn't want the handover fate
But fate is fate.
I got a call, from E
Who was trying hard to ship the goods
From D.
Of all days, not today, said I, please.
E said, alright, with ease.
Thus the goods found a new home
In the dicky of E's vehicle
So that further they could roam.
Days passed by.
Travel happened.
Demonetization of the Indian economy happened.
Waiting in long queues to exchange currency happened.
F and G borrowing and leaving E's vehicle at G's place happened.
“And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it” happened.
Murphy's law happened.
On the thirtieth of November,
I, E and E's vehicle got together.
The handover took place.
People change over time.
Times change over time.
So do goods, thought I.
The plain grey T-shirt and plain white slip
Had transformed into a colourful piece of undergarment*.
And the pair of pants had transformed into some other* similar arrangement.
Handover proved quite an enlightenment.
Obviously, thought I.
An unknown X happened to know the transformation.
X asked, aren't all of you the people who run an NGO for last 9 years?
Yes, said I.
We, The Transformers.
A, B , C, D, E, F, G, H and I.
[We, The Transformers, in complete solemnity, stand by the one or many, who may or may not have noticed, the disappearance of their *goods.]
I realized I cannot be so proud
To be so particular
As I forgot, while on a trip,
At A's hostel, a pair of pants, a T-shirt, a towel and a slip.
A assured I quick
Though I had assumed to let go
That A would bring them back next week.
So did A.
And handed over to B.
And that's when a crucial piece of information
Was passed on by I.
Meet me soon, said I, to B
The clothes shouldn't remain packed
Quite unwashed.
B passed the information on to C,
And C said, let me see.
Days passed by
All were always ready to try
To handover.
I thought I should remain updated
About the whereabouts
So I enquired
And B said that the goods have reached D.
I kept reminding D
To meet I on the way
But it was not to be
Day after day.
Then once I called up
And D informed that
Only the pants are with D
And I hung up.
Then came a travel date
The only date
When I didn't want the handover fate
But fate is fate.
I got a call, from E
Who was trying hard to ship the goods
From D.
Of all days, not today, said I, please.
E said, alright, with ease.
Thus the goods found a new home
In the dicky of E's vehicle
So that further they could roam.
Days passed by.
Travel happened.
Demonetization of the Indian economy happened.
Waiting in long queues to exchange currency happened.
F and G borrowing and leaving E's vehicle at G's place happened.
“And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it” happened.
Murphy's law happened.
On the thirtieth of November,
I, E and E's vehicle got together.
The handover took place.
People change over time.
Times change over time.
So do goods, thought I.
The plain grey T-shirt and plain white slip
Had transformed into a colourful piece of undergarment*.
And the pair of pants had transformed into some other* similar arrangement.
Handover proved quite an enlightenment.
Obviously, thought I.
An unknown X happened to know the transformation.
X asked, aren't all of you the people who run an NGO for last 9 years?
Yes, said I.
We, The Transformers.
A, B , C, D, E, F, G, H and I.
[We, The Transformers, in complete solemnity, stand by the one or many, who may or may not have noticed, the disappearance of their *goods.]
